BREAKING NEWS!
Congratulations, your Domesticated Redhead Action Figure Doll now comes with
her very own Dream House! (Sports Car,
White Fluffy Dog, and Addicting Local Craft Store still sold separately)
That’s right, Mr. Domesticated Redhead and I are officially
homeowners, which is exciting and terrifying all at once since it puts us smack
dab in the “Look Ma! We’re Adults!”
category. Hopefully this also explains
the radio silence on the blog for a while, since we’ve been busy with the whole
financing/moving/unpacking/painting thing.
We were looking for homes for quite a while – two years, to
be exact – but were having trouble finding anything that we liked that fell
within our price range, wasn’t completely falling down, and wasn’t somewhere in the middle of nowhere,
in a different state, under a rock. So on a whim we decided to look at one of the
Eastern suburbs, and the rest is history.
It’s an adorable little townhome, not very big but the
perfect size for two people and one crazy, fluffy dog, and I’m totally in love
with it. After years of renting and moving
from place to place, it’s still a novelty to (1) have a washer and dryer that
don’t require spare change, (2) be able to paint/hang things on the walls/etc
since WE OWN IT, and (3) daydream about what we want to do to the place since
we know we’re not going to have to move in the next 12 months.
Here’s a hint: A
chandelier is on my bucket list.
Somewhere. Anywhere. Just because… you know… SPARKLY! So if you come over and visit and there’s a
chandelier in the bathroom, consider yourself warned.
Of course it has its quirks.
Our boiler sounds like a 747 coming in for a landing, to the point that
Mr. Domesticated even looked up at the ceiling the first time and said “Jeezus,
WHAT IS THAT?” Our washer shakes so
hard that it will fling anything put on top of it across the room with a speed
and accuracy that any Major League Baseball pitcher would envy. And for a long while plugging more than one thing into any particular side of the house caused the fuse to switch off,
which meant some tough choices about whether you wanted an alarm clock, a computer,
or the refrigerator on that particular day.
(It’s been resolved. Woo!)
But it’s OURS, and it’s awesome, and…
… it has a kitchen with granite countertops and non-industrial
lighting, and I can open up the fridge AND a cabinet AT THE SAME TIME.
Sadly, I’m probably the most excited about that part.
I’ll be posting pictures at some point, as we get the
painting done and the boxes put away and things situated so it doesn’t look
like we’re in the middle of an episode of Hoarders or Household Disasters or
Extreme Makeover: Home Edition, but for now I’ll post the prerequisite phone selfie
that every new Millennial homeowner is required to take:
So if you’re ever near Woodbury, you’re welcome to stop
by.
I’ll probably be in the kitchen, opening and closing
things.
AT THE SAME TIME!
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Congratulations!!!
ReplyDeleteThanks Marsha! You know you're always welcome to come over and visit, or drop by if you're near Woodbury. Dropping things off at your place is one of the few things I miss about being over in Plymouth...
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